[RL--Blackout, Eros--Celebratory Sexytiems]

[death_chopper]

((Slightly futuredated--immediately following the end of the tied-up virus. Will be NSFW. Yes, taking place at Eros' place in Colorado.))[Morning had come, what would have been the fifth day spent with the Witwicky girl bound to Eros, and when they had woken up it had been to find the tether dissolved, gone as if it had never been. Blackout had

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[revered_love]

[The lovegod returned, looking relieved to be home. He hadn't encountered anything there, but Zeus be damned if he still didn't take Bee's threat seriously. It would look bad on him if he went back on that promise anyway, and he really didn't need anyone breathing down his neck about it. Mikaela was safe, he was home and Blackout was here waiting for him. Beautiful. This was how it should be.

He slid into the door frame, leaning, folding his arms with a lopsided smirk.] Looks like we're all alone, Soldier.

[death_chopper]

[He pushed himself up on one arm, the other falling across Scorp's shoulders.] Finally.

[revered_love]

[He pushed off and approached the bed, arms still folded.] No more unexpected visitors, I promise~

[death_chopper]

[He sat up all the way now, legs crossing underneath and hands settling on his knees, unable to help the smile on his and not much inclined to do anything about it regardless.] In no way do I envy anyone who dared interrupt us now.

[revered_love]

[Eros' smirk widened and he nudged the bed with his knee before leaning forward, reaching to cover Blackout's hands. He didn't crawl onto the bed quite yet, though, just... loomed.] We should give them something to interrupt~

[death_chopper]

[He grinned up at him, smile suddenly baring a lot of teeth.] A sound plan of action. [His hands tugged under Eros', arms itching to rise and draw him down into an embrace.]

[revered_love]

Mm-- [He squeezed the hands that pulled at his, not hard but enough to show he wanted him still, leaning forward to ghost his lips over Blackouts, minding to pull away whenever he'd attempt to close the distance. He wanted to tease him a bit, feel how much Blackout wanted him. Eventually, and perhaps 'as usual,' Eros' own impatience won out and he lifted to wind his arms about his shoulders, crawling forward to straddle and settle in his lap, lips seeking his with a lazy fervor.] Mmmm~

[death_chopper]

[That trick might have worked once, but Blackout knew him a little better now, knew not to reveal the extent of his desire immediately. He left his hands still, though he was unable to help leaning forward, trying to initiate a closer kiss.

Ah, but as he'd thought, here Eros came, and he settled his arms around his waist, pulling his hips flush and leaning into the kiss, murmuring an agreeable sound. Yes, this was better, this was as it should be.]

[revered_love]

[Fingers drifted over his shoulders, up into his hair, moaning an equally agreeable sound against his mouth. Felt good to finally be against him, to feel him and use both hands to touch him and despite how stupidly simple that was, he felt so grateful to be able to.

He broke the kiss and let his hands round down over his shoulders, stroking over the Decepticon's chest.] Lets do something to celebrate, hm? Something exciting~

[death_chopper]

[He practically purred with the attention, chest lifting to Eros fingers, his own hands tracing down the outsides of his arms, content in the knowledge that there was no leather cuff at the end of one to impede him.] Hmm? Like what?

[revered_love]

[He chuckled and let his hands still, leaning forward to press a kiss to his neck.] Well that whole cuff thing was nasty business... Maybe we could put some of mine to good use.

[death_chopper]

[He granted freer access, his own hands sliding back up to crest his shoulders and rest on his shoulder blades.] Mmn, yes, I am quite fond of those.

[revered_love]

[The touch to his shoulder blades sent the barest of shivers through him, sparked some ideas. Initially, most of these ideas made him extremely uncomfortable but... Well, Blackout had opened himself up to Eros, it was his turn to return the favor, as best as he knew how.

He pulled back a bit, to eye him curiously.] What if we did it-- What if I let you, ah... With my wings?

[death_chopper]

[He pulled back as well, surprised, leveling Eros with an almost disbelieving stare.] Your wings? [His palms pressed just a little harder against his shoulders.]

[revered_love]

[He nodded, eyes dropping watching his fingers trace a mindless pattern on Blackout's chest.] I don't let you play with them often, so~ [The press made him shift a bit, closer.] They... They make me feel weak. Vulnerable. [He glanced up, smiling lopsided.] They don't seem as much of a burden when you touch them, though. I'd let you do whatever you wanted with my wings. [Felt so, so strange to say that and something in his stomach clenched nervously. Was it wise?]

[death_chopper]

[He'd always suspected Eros regarded his wings less-than-favorably, but to hear it so matter-of-factly confirmed...it was strange. He wasn't used to confessions of weakness--Decepticons bluffed about their strengths, not admitted to their failings.

But for once, that part of his mind that noted that and filed it away for later use was silent, or at the very least not evidencing itself. He nodded, once, smiling slightly.] Thank you. [Thank you for the honor, thank you for the permission, thank you for the trust.] Bring them out for me?